Not that kind, I still am way into dudes. The kind I'm talking about is more of the religious variety, and my views are just about as looked down on as being gay by some, especially in Nebraska.
So here it is:
I don't believe in God.
I don't. For a long time I had such a strong faith, I went to church, Sunday School, Vacation Bible School, taught Sunday school, was confirmed, then something changed.
It was all about money with the church. After a lot of thought I still knew there was something out there, some higher power, I just didn't know what.
Evan and I had A LOT of discussions about religion. He didn't believe in anything, I believed in something, just wasn't sure what. After he died, it got me thinking, and then the Sunday we finished moving Brett out of the apartment, he said something about what he used to believe that completely captured how I felt. Basically, if man was created in God's image, then God is either a very spiteful deity or He just doesn't give a fuck about the world He created, and is that something you would want to believe in?
Not me.
So I don't.
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